I was foolish to have thought, so carelessly of this precious flower.
I can only stare at this screen and feel silly, and maybe a wee bit dour.
This passion and energetic energy that filled my heart, blinded me to the truth.
It demanded the flower grow larger and faster, but it certainly doesn't take a sleuth,
to know that flowers don't work this way, and neither do relationships.
That these things take time, a truth I learned thanks to the gentle words passing from your lips.
You have spoken of gradual adoration, and I hope by holding your hand in mine,
that we will make this flower bloom together, into something wondrous and fine.
I will spend each hour of every day, ensuring it receives absolutely tender care,
for this flower of ours is very precious to me, for it is something truly rare.
So, I will wait as long as need be, and tend to each petal as my dearest duty,
for I know this journey won't be too hard, being in the presence of such a wonderful beauty.
Lastly, I understand the trepidations that you hold, of breaking my heart or fracturing your own.
Rest assured for I want you to know, that my love for you is set in stone.